Quick Wear: I am the shopkeeper at the Merit Pawn Shop

The villagers are not all fools. After hearing what Shen Mo said, didn’t they think that what Fan Jinhua said was wrong?

"I heard the people inside shouting for help and using violence. I was afraid that the criminals inside would escape. Is it wrong to shout for help?" Shen Mo's eyes were sharp.

After experiencing so many small worlds, Shen Mo's eyes were such that even grown men wouldn't dare to look into her eyes, let alone a country girl.

Even though this woman was slightly different from an ordinary country girl, she couldn't bear to look Shen Mo in the eye like that.

"But, but you locked the door." Fan Jinhua didn't dare to look at Shen Mo's eyes, so she looked away. She still kept talking about her own reasons.

"If the door is open, won't the criminals inside just run away? If a man uses violence against a woman, can she escape? Does it make any difference whether the door is open or not?" Shen Mo asked in a continuous voice, forcing Fan Jinhua to retreat step by step.

It was a pity that the men in the village could not enter the wooden house to watch the fun, but they could easily guess what the women inside had been going through.

If this group of people go in, and the woman commits suicide out of shame, wouldn't that mean a life will be lost?

So doesn’t Fan Jinhua want them to kill people?

"Fan Jinhua, shut up." The men in the village usually think that Fan Jinhua is beautiful and kind, and is a good girl.

But now I feel that this girl has unusual intentions!

The older woman traveling with him also looked at Fan Jinhua with a unhappy expression on her face.

"It's already this late, Fan Jinhua, and you're still saying such sarcastic things. It turns out that the person lying inside isn't you, or do you just like having so many men looking at you?"

What the woman said really touched Shen Mo's heart. Isn't that the truth?

He didn't provoke anyone, but this woman tortured him to death. Could it be that this woman hated him because she couldn't get what she wanted?

At this time, Shen Mo also discovered that the death countdown above his head had changed, from one hour to three days.

Well, Shen Mo knew that this death countdown would not disappear so easily.

Otherwise, why would such a number plate appear on purpose?

Generally these things are prepared for the unlucky ones.

But three days is much better than one hour.

In the end, the villagers decided that the women would go into the wooden houses and the men would stay where they were.

However, soon several young girls came out with pale faces.

The little girl who had spoken for Shen Mo before burst into tears.

"What on earth happened? Who is inside?" several men asked curiously.

They didn't have any bad intentions in asking these questions, they were just asking out of pure curiosity.

"It's Zhou Juan from the educated youth point." Fan Jinhua spoke in a low voice to several men.

But her whisper was heard clearly by the men.

Several young men looked incredulous: "How could it be her? Was she murdered by someone else? Otherwise, why would a grown woman like her come to the cabin so late at night? Besides, even if she liked anyone, she would never like Black Dog."

Shen Mo learned Zhou Juan's name from several men in the village, and sorted out information from these fragments. Zhou Juan was also quite popular among the men in the village.

"What? It's Zhou Juan? I'll go to the educated youth point and ask the female comrades to come over." Shen Mo was in a state of acting. He howled and went down the mountain without saying a word.

All the villagers are now focusing their attention on the whole incident, and the leading man is also racking his brains over how to deal with the matter, so for a while no one really cares about Shen Mo going down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain road, Shen Mo hid in the bushes and asked Fat Cat to transmit the client's memory over first.

Otherwise, you will be in the dark as if you are blind, which is really not conducive to the situation.

Then a surge of memories came flooding towards him like a tide.

Shen Mo stood up and walked towards the educated youth dormitory.

The client is nineteen years old and comes from the countryside around Magic City.

He lived a happy life before he was seven years old. He was studying in a kindergarten in Shanghai. He had a father who was a military officer and a mother who was young and beautiful.

When he was about to go to school, his father died while on a mission.

His mother left him to be raised by his grandmother in the countryside, and then she married a divorced man with a son and a daughter.

When he was sixteen, his mother took him home.

When they went to Shanghai, his grandmother repeatedly told him to be careful with his mother, but he thought that she was his biological mother, so how could she have any bad intentions?

At that time, his father's uncles in the army gave him a place to join the army, and he could join the army as long as he reached the age.

Who knew that his biological mother took him over just to get his spot.

He was unwilling at the time, and then all kinds of problems began to appear on his body. Either he had diarrhea after eating, or he broke out inexplicable rashes all over his body. In the end, he was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed.

A death countdown appeared on his body at that time. He knew what this thing was since he was a child.

When he was seven years old, he just went to the river in the countryside to miss his father. He fell into the river and this thing appeared. The countdown disappeared only after he was rescued.

At that time, he had a vague guess in his mind, so he would know to avoid it the next few times he encountered it. After a few consecutive times, he realized that this thing was the countdown to death.

He didn't dare tell this to anyone, for fear that others would think he was crazy.

Because there was a man in the village who kept muttering that he could see an old lady washing clothes by the well, and that there would be a market in the village after dark.

As he was talking, his family locked him in the pigsty with a big chain.

He didn't want to be like that guy.

He gave the spot to his stepbrother, the countdown disappeared, and he escaped.

Originally his mother promised to find him a job in Shanghai, but in the end nothing came of it. After graduating from high school, he passed the exam and went to work in a crematorium.

In this era, burial was still the main method, and crematoriums were very unlucky places, and almost no one liked to work in such places. That was why the original owner's exam went so smoothly.

As a result, the death countdown appeared again.

He saw that his stepsister was unwilling to go to the countryside and made a fuss at home.

So when his mother asked to give his job to his stepsister, he agreed without hesitation.

Then, the death countdown disappeared and he escaped again.

Today, the woman who was drugged in the wooden house was the client's high school classmate. The two went to the countryside together, and the client had always had a crush on Zhou Juan.

Zhou Juan also knew about this, so since she went to the countryside, she often took advantage of her clients' love for her to exploit them unscrupulously.

All the things that the client brought from home were taken away by Zhou Juan under various names, and the rest were often given away to others as favors.

He ordered the client around all the time, not only asking him to help with the chores but also leaving his clothes for him to wash.

She told others that the clients begged her to do these things for her, and that the clients were like sticky candy and flies that could not be shaken off.

This time, the client saw the note and went to see Zhou Juan.

As for Fan Jinhua, her relationship with the client was even more puzzling. When the original owner went to the countryside, Fan Jinhua was one of the few people in the village who was willing to approach them, the educated youth. She was proactive and enthusiastic, had good looks, and was quite popular in the village.